I'm beginning to feel like the combination of work, trips, and weather have turned this into more of a sporadic, style-inspired travel blog than style blog with occasional travel! Incredibly harsh New England winters zap me (and just about everyone else) of the energy and desire necessary to keep inspired, to say nothing of the logistical challenges: little to no natural daylight, extreme discomfort posting outdoors, and how after an initial dusting, the snow is filthy and revolting and impassable - not a good look for any photo-based blog.
All that has the tendency to turn the things you love into chores, if and when there's any time left for them, so lately it's only felt fun again in the sunshine and far-flung locales - a very lucky "problem" to have, so I won't dwell on it, but I do hope you're enjoying it as readers either way!
After wrapping up a major annual event in Beverly Hillsfor worklast weekend, I booked myself into a gorgeous boutique hotel in Santa Monica for a few extra days for some much-needed R&R. The crazy, torrential downpours that happened over Sunday and Monday scrubbed the skies clean to deep, pristine blues, and it felt amazing to breathe in Pacific Ocean air for the first time in a while.
Since the hotel was only a few blocks from the beach, and rent pretty sweet Linus bikes for guests to use, I decided to go for a solo bike ride for a few hours on a sunny afternoon!
Of course I made an obligatory stop at the Pacific Pier, and took a ride on the ferris wheel for the views. An employee had to ride with me "for my own safety" (yikes), but she turned out to be a huge fan of San Francisco and was more than willing to snap a pic or two, and ended up being lovely company.
Speaking of views, I super geeked out when I saw this building. Everything about it is perfect. From the moment I saw the poppies at the edges of the runway at LAX, and all the green everywhere (despite the godawful statewide drought), and all the delicious exits dotting the massive highways, my little California girl heart just exploded with happiness.
It might be a lot further south than where I grew up and lived my whole life, but it's still Home, Sweet Home and man, did it feel good to be there.
I also feel like I ought to get some sort of fancy, grown ass Girl Scout badge for the following firsts:
- first red carpet (and our purple one, too!)
- first time at a plant-based vegan restaurant
- first time renting a really fast convertible by myself
- first time using Instacart (I was tired/it was pouring/I really needed champagne, guys - my link gets you $10 off!)
- visiting all three Amoebas when I swung by the Hollywood store to pick up Kim Gordon's memoir, Girl in a Band - music nerd level unlocked! - and ended up grabbing a John Lee Hooker import and some Cajun music on vinyl from Arhoolie Records back in El Cerrito, CA
There's a part two coming next because the Palihouse Santa Monica interior is to die for and completely worthy of its own post, even though you're seeing some of the meticulously kept exterior and courtyards here.
Before you go, a little announcement: Autostraddle is celebrating its sixth birthday Monday! To celebrate, I'm doling out my best life path guidance in the Advice-A-Thon / Ask Us Anything Birthday Party online tomorrow evening from 5-8pm EST.
We're also giving away SIX year-long Bronze A+ Memberships and SIX year-long Silver A+ Memberships on Monday morning, plus another year-long Bronze A+ Membership for every six new A+ sign-ups we get all Monday long!
Come hang out and ask me stuff!